Although the wind
blows terribly here,
the moonlight also leaks
between the roof planks
of this ruined house.
Izumi Shikibu
Translated by Jane Hirshfield
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“She is the wanderer, bum, emigre, refugee, deportee, rambler, strolling player. Sometimes she would like to be a settler, but curiosity, grief and disaffection forbid it.” -Deborah Levy, Swallowing Geography
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Walk'tramck turned 6 today! OMG my baby is so old!
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READ MORE. WALK MORE.
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Gate to nowhere…
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Bread
Each face in the street is a slice of bread
wandering on
searching
somewhere in the light the true hunger
appears to be passing them by
they clutch
have they forgotten the pale caves
they dreamed of hiding in
their own caves
full of the waiting of their footprints
hung with the hollow marks of their groping
full of their sleep and their hiding
have they forgotten the ragged tunnels
they dreamed of following in out of the light
to hear step after step
the heart of bread
to be sustained by its dark breath
and emerge
to find themselves alone
before a wheat field
raising its radiance to the moon
W.S. Merwin
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The street light banners recently received a face lift. You still fit in here.
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Fresh paint to welcome the new season.
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Wishes in Hamtramck
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Buy a Fanta then leave.
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Back 2 school at the smoke shop.
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Let them think twice before they use their powers
To blot out and drink up and sweep away
These flowery waters and these watery flowers
From snow that melted only yesterday.
Robert Frost
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“Take long walks in stormy weather or through deep snows…. Deal with brute nature. Be cold and hungry and weary.” —Thoreau
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Walk'tramck turned 4 today.
Happy Birthday, Walk'tramck!
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